King  Gary 

Usually when I dream while sleeping, I dream about things that have never happened, but would be nice if they happened. Like becoming a billionaire. Being a world dictator loved by all. Or getting my university degree. But last night, I didn’t dream about any of these things. Instead, I dreamt about my prom that passed about a month ago. How boring is that? I think I’ve gotten so bored that my mind is just recycling old memories and playing those as dreams instead of thinking of new things. Dammit!

Update: I remember some more details now. During the prom, I forgot to bring my suit so I was wearing jeans and a blue t-shirt. I didn’t enjoy the prom as much this time, and so it sucked this second time around.

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